Valentine's and Flamingo Feather Hair

Once upon a few years back, there was a girl who wanted to be a redhead for the night.  Why you might ask?  Because she could…and what a jolly surprise it would be for her husband for Valentine’s Day.

The girl and her sister went to the store with one purpose in mind:  red hair dye.  Now, the girl knew pretty much nothing about coloring one’s hair.  She did know that Fanciful was a put-on, wash-right-out product.  Problem was, the store did not have Fanciful in red; every other color of the hair rainbow, but no red.

So the girl and her sister began to read the boxes of shades and tints and dyes; permanent, semi-permanent.  It made their heads spin.  Reading more closely, a few stylist clues began to emerge, “Washes out in 6 to 7 shampoos!”  A light went on, the box was purchased and home went the girl and her sister.  Soon they would have lovely red locks.  Now remember, the girl knew pretty much nothing about coloring one’s hair.

The package instructions were quite long, including mixing and applying and the wearing of flimsy, plastic gloves.  Not to be deterred, the girl and her sister took it one instruction at a time…then the waiting and timing process began.  Having carefully watched the clock, it was time to rinse out the magic potion to reveal lovely red locks.

A time-stopping, life-altering, blow-your-socks-off shriek reverberated off the tiled bathroom walls.  The girl who knew pretty much nothing about coloring one’s hair had lovely flamingo pink feathers.  What a jolly Valentine’s Day surprise.

Happy hearts and kisses from a girl who never messed with her hair color again ~ Missy

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